Sword of Darkness

Taking it across the land
I feel hurt build in my body.
Doing everything that it takes
hearing the cries makes me laugh.
Nothing calls to one who never
had any to care. Just as the anger
inside grows he calls someone that
he once new. Could it be that every
person is his next one too fill the sword.
Which grows heaver by the moment taking
another one is the punishment which he has
too decide. Cries can be heard as he waits for
his time.  What crime has been commited to
deserve such a vilant. Letting every person who
knows how much it cost. Too need the choice
he has to make. I follow all that has any sins to
confess.  Looking through the eyes of the guilty
leaving hurt can promise almost any who feel
around. The carelessness and hatefull acts of
which they can cause. Decide now the fate of
man kind.  For now death lays on the ground
Christ follows his evil choices doesn't care for it.
Tells us many angery dissions about how people
lose the priceless things they all respect in their
life. Doing hurt causes all that you contact to
waste your compashion. Let all feel my lifting
for it is time to call him..